[Mambo Ganguro, Corruption]

If there was anything in life that Galko-chan almost kind of regretted, it was how she didn’t think before she spoke. That was how she found herself following a pack of fellow Gyarus, who seemed a little deeper in the hobby than she was. Granted, she didn’t go this hard on the hobby due to not exactly liking the idea of modifying her body too much, but now that she had shown interest…

Well they weren’t about to let her go. Those Mambo Gyarus, with their extreme makeup, giggled every time they looked back at her. “You know, girl, is it really true that you’ve never thought about getting proper makeup? You’d look great with a bit of white decorating those cute cheeks of yours.” The leader of the three girls that were pulling her along chimed, her long-nailed fingers intertwined with the younger girl’s own.

“Not really? I don’t think it’s that special. And I mean, if it’s to attract guys, I already get lots of looks for my style.” Galko-chan was always honest. More so than she probably should be, as she talked towards the three girls that seemed to be a lot more enthusiastic about this than she was.

The answer that she got for her trouble was a loud and resounding round of laughter from the three girls, especially as two of them started pincering her between their tits. “Oh, you’re so cute. But don’t worry. You’ll know what’s great about being a Mambo once we’ve given you your makeover. You won’t even remember what it’s like to be anything but, trust us!”

She didn’t really like the concept of forgetting herself that hard. Especially if they were speaking the truth. It could mean that… That she’d forget everything about her friends. Maybe she should just leave. Yeah, that’d be a great idea…

As Galko-chan tried to wrestle free from their grip, she caught a whiff of something. Something salty, yet just in the right way. “W-What’s that smell… It’s not perfume, what is it..?”

“Sweat, honey. Pure grade Gyaru Mambo Sweat. Don’t you know? This is how we get all of our hot dates, we lure them in and keep them completely drained. In more ways than one!” The leader of the Gyaru giggled as she squeezed her hands into her fellow Gyaru’s asses, causing them to moan and for their sweat to bounce all over the place…

The younger girl’s mind was quickly growing hazy thanks to the way that the sweat soaked into not only her body, but her mind as well. The smell was so intense that she couldn’t stop herself from drooling, wanting more of it. She wanted to drink it, eat it, do anything with that wonderful aroma.

Her captors giggled as they pulled her away from their breasts, only to lift up their arms to reveal their clean yet sweaty armpits. If there was one thing that was more intense than a set of sweaty tits, it was definitely a pair of armpits.

Galko-chan gasped repeatedly as she was forced against those pits, the sweat smearing onto her face and slowly darkening it. Just as if she was being properly tanned underneath a machine. She could feel it soaking into her very soul, causing her to gasp out…

“M-More…” She muttered, practically already a slave to the scent. Just as the three Gyaru had predicted she would be. Lesser Gyaru like her wouldn’t be able to resist their smell, and would join them in short order… After all, that was how they had become Mambo in the first place.

The leader of the Mambo Gyaru smirked as she put her hand on the sweaty, darker-skinned youth as she lifted her chin to look straight into those wonderful eyes. “You want more, hmm? You want even more than what we’ve already given you? Then you have to give something up. You have to become Mambo, just like the rest of us. Can you do that?”

Galko-chan quickly nodded, rapidly feeling her mind falling deeper and deeper into pleasure. “I-I’ll do anything! Please, just let me get that same scent!” The desperation in her voice was clear. She really did mean she’d do anything. No matter how humiliating it was…

Her captors giggled as they lowered their arms, before forcing the begging girl onto her knees. All while their leader just continued to smirk. “Then you know what to do, don’t you? You just need to get soaked in our juices. They’ll do the rest. They’ll make you another Mambo, just like us.”

The blonde quickly nodded as she saw both of the lesser Mambo zip open their pants, revealing their dripping pussies to the world at large. Those thirsty lips, ready for a cock. But in this case, they’d be servicing a needy tongue… Not that they were picky, as long as the stimuli was worth a damn.

Galko-chan went straight to work. Those lips of hers pushed right up against the pussies that she had to worship. She slurped up the juices, licked away at the labia, making sure to give them all the attention they could ever need… And the clit as well, knowing how sensitive it was thanks to some prior experimenting she never wanted to tell anybody about.

The more she licked, the more juice poured out at her. The more it dribbled onto her face, the more her skin turned dark. Just like theirs had. But that was just the start, and she knew it.

Especially since her mind was experiencing the same kind of fall. Her pure mind, untouched by degeneracy or sex, was falling deeper into need. She wanted anything that could possibly stimulate her. Cocks, pussies, tits, anything that she could shove into herself or worship was enough to make her cum. Once she got home and finished all of this, she’d probably shove something so thick up her snatch that she couldn’t feel anything for hours. That was how slutty her mind had gotten.

But that wasn’t the end goal of a Mambo Gyaru. No, there was something else that superseded their sluttiness. Something that directly contrasted the white makeup they always wore.

The leader of the Gyaru grabbed Galko-chan by the collar, yanking the darker-skinned slut onto her feet once more. “Tell me what you want, slut.” Was all that she had to say. She knew she had fallen far enough, it was just a matter of pushing her down the last few steps.

“M-Make me a Mambo… Make me a bitch!” The younger, incomplete Ganguro cried out as she felt her knees buckling. The mere thought of becoming like them was enough to drive her over the edge, her immodest orgasm causing a puddle of feminine cum to squirt all over the ground below…

With a smile, the head of the Mambo Gyaru forced a kiss upon the younger girl’s lips. Her white lipstick quickly smearing across her lips in turn, staining her completely and forever…

Galko-chan felt the results immediately. All of that sluttery was forced at a single point. She knew better than to indulge now… Not without having somebody to grind under her heel. And thus, she licked her lips, feeling the dominance of a Mambo filling her heart…

A gasp left her lips as the makeup settled in. White on brown was so jarring, yet for a girl with a bitchy heart like her, jarring was exactly what she needed. They’d look at her, and before they knew anything else, she’d have them by the balls…

Just as her mind drifted to dominating the men that craved her, she got a whiff of her own scent. The same sweat that had corrupted her now rolled down her body naturally, making her makeup glisten as she started smirking.

“How do you feel?” The leader of the Gyaru said as she slowly sunk a hand into her newest underling’s fat ass, squeezing it tightly. It had grown, without its owner knowing. Which made it perfect for whenever they had to seduce somebody with that kind of preference…

Galko-chan giggled as she wrapped her arms around the sweaty woman that had converted her. She squeezed her hands into her ass just as hard, kissing her on the cheek as she drew her closer. “I feel better than ever… Now, can we go trick some stupid boys into giving us the cock we need?” The sluttier halves of her personality still remained underneath the new bitchy attitude. An attitude that wouldn’t let up, especially in the presence of the bitch that had changed her.

“Mmhm. With you around, I’m sure we’ll get more than enough cock for all four of us. But if you mess up, you’re getting nothing for a week. Got it?” The leader said, warning her as she tightened her grip on that fat butt.

The newest Mambo nodded, and the leader smiled in turn. “Good. Now, come on. We’ve got cocks to prey on.” She grinned, alongside her three underlings…

It was time for the Mambos to feast a little. And for their newest member to show how good she was at all of this...